What is a status update? Is it a misspelled joke? Perhaps it is some song lyrics, lovingly copied and pasted on to your "wall", with no context or even a corresponding video? Or, is it just somebody taking a selfie while making out with their girlfriend?
"I love this girl so much."
Well guess what Chad...
I don't care-
But, it's not because I hate you. I just feel that there is more to the story. Now, I'm not on some old-guy soap box here. I know the next generation will be fine. I'm not stuck in some time capsule, clinging on to the memories of "back in the day".
Back in the day sucked. And, honestly I'm still fairly young myself. 25.
And, you see...my life has been nothing but change. 7 years out of school and I feel as if my whole education is outdated. I'm getting off track...
Why do you love your girlfriend? Was this selfie taken during a date? Where you stuck in some magical moment of love-all day? Does she ever piss you off. Or, is it really so sickeningly perfect?
Maybe I'm asking too many questions. But, guess what. They leave out too many answers.
Destructoid, I love you. (gasp)
I love that when I scroll down the community blogs, I'm not just wasting my life with a myriad of nonsensical musings of 140 characters or less.
You guys take the time to have a complete thought and give us a solid glimpse of your thought process. You guys have fascinating perspectives. You tell stories. You MAKE me care.
I know I'm guilty of incoherent thoughts and random lyrics sometimes. And, guess what...nobody cares.
My facebook post average 2 likes. And, those 2 or 3 likes are from people that know me in real life. They know the context. They know who I am.
But, this isn't about likes. It's about expression. Everyone seems so repressed. It's maddening. I just want to understand how people feel.
Everybody complains about their lack of privacy, but very few people actually share anything. They clasp onto their hopes and dreams,
afraid of what people might say.
Everyone fears being judged. But, life is mostly comprised of being judged in some way or another.
I get it. Who doesn't feel vulnerable sometimes.
It's my new goal in life to put myself out there. I want to let people in. See me as a real person. I don't want to be another trading card in the social media game.
I want to be funny. I want to be sad. Real. I want you to care. And if you don't, unlike me. It's okay. I'm getting off track again. (fuck)
I'm sick of mindlessly staring at walls and being cut out of the juicy details. I promise not to use it as ammunition. I'll use it for self reflection. I want to feel a connection and, I'm not on some hippy shit. (not that I judge) I just don't want to go through life not giving a shit and trying to read everybody's minds.
I care. I really do.
I just wish people wouldn't treat their life like the front flap of a book. Tell me the story.
I'll read it if I have time.
Give me a status update.